Where is MH370?

Where is MH370?.

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Where is MH370?

Airplanes do no simply disappear. They take off from point A and end at point B. Whether point B is the intended destination or not is a different issue but all aircraft end somewhere.

The Boeing 777, aka the triple 7, is one of the safest airplanes in operation. It is a plane intended to be flown by 2 pilots and has what is known as a glass cockpit. Gone are the knobs, toggles and switches. They are replaced by touch screens much like your iPad or smartphone. These planes require little interaction other than punching in the coordinates and checking back up systems. The plane is designed to practically fly itself.

The disappearance of MH370 is certainly a mystery.  A large aircraft  in a busy air traffic control corridor along a busy shipping channel and no one reported anything odd with an airplane in the area.  What could have happened?  Why did the plane stop responding? The theories are many.

There was no alien space ship that sucked up the plane.  There was no black hole or time space continuum (a la Stephen King’s The Langoliers).  These things we know for sure. What that leaves is talk of terrorism, pilot error, system failures and Hijacking.

Whatever is found and whatever the cause is determined to be, the families of those aboard need closure.  Right now, they don’t know if the plane crashed or is on the ground  at some jungle airport.  The not knowing  must be an unspeakable pain. We can only hope that all the governments can come together and work toward giving the families relief very soon .

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What Would You Do??

In the middle of the night a large apartment building caught fire.  The fire was intense and fast moving and caused people to jump out of windows to find safety.  They escaped their homes without clothes, shoes, keys or identification.  A few weeks ago  we watched as Atlanta Georgia and North Carolina came to a standstill with people trapped in their cars for hours after a rare ice and snow storm.  In all of these cases no one had a plan.  

So what would you do if there was a fire in your home in the middle of the night?  What would you do if a tornado or earthquake or blackout hit in the middle of the day?  How would you escape? Where would you go?  How would you find your family members? What would your kids do? Where would they go?  What would you do for money, clothing and identification? What would you do if there was a need for medical equipment or specialized medications?

The time for a plan is not in the middle of a disaster.  The time for the plan is now when nothing is going on,  Make a plan for  how to get out of your house or where to go in the house if you must shelter in place.  Figure out who will pick up your kids and where they will take them if you can’t get there. Let them know your plan.  If you need to escape a fire in your home, pick a meeting spot and make sure everyone can get there day or night.  Have regular disaster drills.  Test your family members on the plan. Gather a “GO” bag with extra medications, clothing, shoes, cash, copies of you drivers license and passport, extra cell phone and charger, phone numbers of family, friends and doctors, eyeglasses, first aid, water and food items. Keep the “GO” bag somewhere you can get to it in a hurry.  Think about and plan for any special needs you or a family member my have.  Make a plan if you are stuck in your car on the road. What about your four legged family members?  They need food and water if you take them with you. What will happen to them if you can’t take them with you? 

Not sure how to make a plan, go to http://www.ready.gov for ideas or help.  Don’t wait until it’s too late.  Be safe but most of all be prepared.

 

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The End of the Innocence

The End of the Innocence.

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The End of the Innocence

I am too young to remember the assassination of John F Kennedy but I have relived the moment every year since it happened through television, magazines, books and stories from my mother.  50 years seems like yesterday. It is a “where were you when…” moment in our country and our history.  We have had Presidential assassinations before- Lincoln, Garfield, McKinley- but none were in the camera eye brought to our living rooms in color. From the heartbreaking announcement of anchor Walter Cronkite to the Zapruder film, every horrible moment of that day has played over and over again for 50 years.  

We were a country in transition in the 1960′s.  We were exploring space.  We were fighting the evils of segregation and the threat of Cuba.  We were keeping our watchful eye on the Russians.  We were exploring the medium called television.  We believed our enemies lived across oceans and spoke foreign languages.  If you told us that an American would kill our beloved President, we would have never believed it. That all changed on November 22, 1963.

From the moment the shots rang out on that fateful day, our innocence died. The world watched 2 days later as Jack Ruby took the life of Lee Harvey Oswald  on live television as the accused assassin was being taken to jail. There was no hiding or make believe and our sense of safety and security was shattered.  We became weary of our neighbors and even more weary of people we didn’t know.  The world would never be the same.  Killing leaders was no longer something that happened somewhere else. It happened here on our soil too. All our hopes were shattered. The sadness of business left unfinished was felt by every American.

In the years since the assassination, we often ask ourselves what if Kennedy had made a different choice that day and skipped Dallas?  Would we be different? What would our country look like today?  What frontiers would we have opened? What would have happened if we has the chance to ask what we could do for our country? How would our subsequent leaders make decisions if they had the counsel of John Kennedy.  Sadly, we will never know.

They were Camelot and like King Arthur, JFK fell. Jacqueline Kennedy was quoted as saying “There’ll be great Presidents again but there’ll never be another Camelot again … it will never be that way again.”

As we remember this dark day in our history, I wish that you continue to Rest in Peace Mr. President… You are left us too soon..

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Rolling in the Deep

Dear Kwame Kilpatrick,

In the Adele song “Rolling in the Deep” the singer laments to a lost love “We could have had it all”.  As I listened to Federal Judge Nancy Edmunds hand down your sentence I thought those words were appropriate.  I was saddened by your sentence, not because I don’t think you deserve it but because of the promise you threw away.  You were a young black man who had an opportunity not afforded to many.  You had the chance to make a real difference.  You were the dream of Dr. King. But like many black men of your generation, you squandered your future opting to do wrong rather than remain on the straight, narrow path.

It wasn’t just about the money. It was about trust.  The worst criminals are those who prey on the weak.  You and your minions are no better than the common thief who robs little old ladies on check day. You took advantage of citizens who could not get away from what was happening in the city. You took food out of the mouths of the children of people who were trying to stay and make a living in the city of Detroit.  You took away the livelihood of people who put you in office.  Every time someone marks your name in the voting booth, they are taking your hand and saying “I trust you.  I trust you will take care of me and those I care about.” You failed to protect that trust.

People knew if they didn’t pay, they didn’t play.  Those who wouldn’t pay were cast aside. Most of those who couldn’t pay were simply put out of business. You treated the City of Detroit like it was Bank of Kilpatrick, lining the pockets of your family and friends without regard to the needs of the people. You were like a spider, weaving a giant web that ensnared everyone near you.  No one was safe from the damage of SuperStorm Kwame.  You thought you were untouchable. You tried to have your cake, forced other to give you their cake and ate it all too.  You lied over and over again including under oath.  Your lawyer smarts didn’t tell you that liars eventually get caught. You ruined the careers of most who crossed your path. From police captains to City Council representatives to Attorneys to contractors to your Chief of Staff, all were left in your wake and you never looked back.  You even managed to get your Mother removed from her job in Congress. But the saddest victims of all are your children.  No matter how hard you try to shield them your misdeeds are public knowledge and they will carry your name for the rest of their lives. Instead of being able to proudly say “My Dad was Mayor of Detroit”, they will say “My Dad is in prison”.  In this electronic age they will know how you carried on with women who were not their mother and they will be able to read the proof of  those affairs through the text massages that are now public record.  They will read how you manipulated everyone around you to get them to do your dirty work.  They will see the man you really are.

As you go to prison to begin your 28 year sentence, I hope you think about the true cost of your misdeeds.  I hope that knowledge will weigh as heavily on you as your misdeeds weigh on the city you left behind. I hope when your sons come to visit, you don’t glorify your stay in prison by talking up all of the great things you are doing but instead you express to them how you are going to miss teaching them to drive, their basketball games, their first dates, their proms, their high school and college graduations, their weddings, the births of their children and all of the important moments in their lives.  I hope you will tell them how you will not be there to take care of their grandparents as they grow old.  I hope you will teach them that what you did is no way to take care of the woman you vowed your life to. I hope you will express to them that the only way to avoid your fate is honest, hard work and never betraying those who trust you.

As the prison door closes behind you, hopefully the door will close on this terrible chapter in the city’s history. Those left in your wake are trying to pick themselves up and move on.  As you sleep each night and wake each morning in your tiny cell and prison wear I hope it is a stark reminder for you that you “could have had it all”…..

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4 Little Girls

When I was growing up, my father often sat me on his knee and told me stories of the Civil Rights Movement.  Being  a man from the South, the movement was a cause that was near and dear to his heart.  Any occasion was an opportunity to retell the stories of the movement.  I heard the stories so often I felt as if I knew Medger Evers, Emmitt Till, Martin Luther King, Jr., Chaney, Goodman and Schwerner, Viola Liuzzo and countless others.  But the one story that has stayed with me more than all the others was the story of 4 Little Girls from Birmingham Alabama who were killed in church while attending Sunday School.

I was heartbroken by the sadness in my father’s eyes each time he told me the story of Addie Mae, Cynthia, Carole and Denise.  Addie Mae, Carole and Cynthia were 14 years old, Denise was 11.  He told me the story of how on September 15, 1963 they left their homes that Sunday morning and went to the 16th Street Baptist Church to attend Sunday School.  As they were in the basement bathroom preparing for the lesson to begin, some men threw bombs through a window.  The bombs exploded and Addie Mae, Cynthia, Carole and Denise were killed.  Addie Mae’s sister Sarah survived but was very badly injured. My father showed me images of the girls in Jet and Ebony magazines that he had saved.  Of all the girls, I was drawn to Denise.  I thought how she was no different than me.  Smiling face with Shirley Temple curls and bangs, playing with her doll and dressed in her Sunday best with ankle socks and patent leather shoes.  But she was innocent and she was gone because of hate and cowardice.

I realized at a young age There But For the Grace of God Go I.  Decisions my parents made before I was born set my life on a different path. Had my parents stayed in the South, I could have ended up the same as Denise.

In the years since, I have often wondered what would have become of Denise.  What would her life had been like had she been late for church that day?  Would  she would have become a journalist or a doctor or a lawyer or a preacher?  Maybe, like her classmate Condolezza Rice, she would have become a diplomat or politician.  Maybe she would have married and been Mom and Grandma. Her loss is the world’s loss.

Almost a year after the girls deaths, the United States passed the Civil Right Act of 1964, which outlawed discrimination and segregation on the basis of color, religion and gender. The Act abolished  the rule of Jim Crow in the South.

50 years later, we don’t think much about the sacrifices of Addie Mae, Cynthia, Carole, Denise, Medger, Martin, Viola, Emmitt, James, Andrew, Michael and many whose names are known only to their families and God. We no longer celebrate Black History and most of our young people don’t know of the bravery and sacrifice these people made for us.  I always hope that Denise and her friends, Addie Mae, Cynthia and Carole are not disappointed in the direction we have taken. They sacrificed the most for the salvation of us all.

I hope they still see hope in all of us.

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